Chapter 260
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"What is this? Why have you never seen it?"
Wu Ye looked at the red tornado rolling towards them not far away. With his nine turn peak divine sense, he could naturally explore the reality of the tornado. It was made of countless insects mixed with red fog. It was very strange.
For thousands of years, the Lingtian sword sect has explored the first three floors of the lost fire cave for more than ten thousand times. Why have they never seen such a strange thing?
However, the vitality of the bug fluctuated very weakly. It should not be a powerful thing. He said hello, and the shuttle magic weapon under his feet gave a scream and continued to move forward.
There was a faint musk floating in the air. The boy should be not far ahead.
As he thought, the insect was really not dangerous. A roll of yellow smoke behind it could kill thousands of people. The friars around him also shot one after another. Just for a moment, everyone was clear.
But there are too many insects. They come from all around and can't be killed.
A moment later, Wu Ye frowned and shouted, "don't worry! Just rush over!"
The monks nodded and rushed forward with their heads covered. After half a column of incense, they felt something wrong. According to their speed, they should have moved forward for decades. Why are there still dense insects next to them?
"Elder, what's going on?"
After a while, a sword Pavilion elder who followed him suddenly screamed. Wuyi looked back and saw that the yellow clouds behind him had been thin, leaving only a faint trace. He quickly pinched the FA Yin, but unexpectedly, the vitality of heaven and earth that had been called had no response.
He was shocked and turned pale. Then, his feet suddenly emptied, and the shuttle magic weapon fell down. Then a friar around him screamed. All the Flying Magic Weapons failed, and everyone fell in a straight line.
After all, they are all friars in the ninth turn period. They all react when they fall tens of feet. They pinch the Dharma formula one by one and want to summon the vitality of heaven and earth. However, as with no night, no matter what kind of five elements, all the vitality of heaven and earth disappeared for no reason.
"Use the power of Yuanying, use the flying sword! Step back!" Wuye shouted and took out a silver long sword first. His blood essence weapon has been smashed by Xiang Yang, but as the supreme elder of Lingtian sword sect, xumijie naturally does not lack good sword weapons.
Nine turn friar, even if he didn't use the power of heaven and earth, he was full of vitality. As soon as the flying sword came out, they immediately stabilized their body, but a moment later, someone screamed again.
"This bug... This bug is weird!"
At this time, everyone was surrounded by numerous red insects, and there were more flying swords under their feet. Before long, the light of those flying swords became dim, and the good magic weapon suddenly became a bottomless hole swallowing vitality. No matter how much vitality they input, it was useless.
"Where on earth is this ghost coming from!" Wuyi's face was dignified, and raising his hand was a fire rain spell. Although he was an earth friar, there was no problem issuing this ordinary fire spell.
Unexpectedly, the fireballs in the air just formed, and soon swayed a few times, turned into a little spark and disappeared. The insects next to the fireball were not hurt at all, and even looked more energetic.
A moment later, all the five element spells were used again and again, and none of them was effective. A group of friars panicked.
At this time, even they were covered with dense insects, and the magic weapons such as armor and robes were dim. The only thing they could do was to shoot the insects directly.
This strange thing is very fragile. It can crush one piece with a slap, but what's the use? There are hundreds of millions of insects around. How many can be killed by two hands?
Everyone felt that their vitality was frantically leaking out. It seemed that countless spells were being released every moment. No matter how strong Yuanying could not support such consumption, he became a little depressed before long.
Soon, a sword Pavilion elder at the beginning of nine turns could no longer support it. As soon as the light of the flying sword at his feet converged, the whole person fell down like a hard stone and soon disappeared into the red fog.
A moment later, a scream came from afar...
Then another...
After a incense stick, with less than ten monks in the later stage of nine turns, he drilled out of the swarm of insects and flew towards the rear like a ghost. When he was more than ten miles away, he turned around and looked at the distance.
"This..." looking at the floating red tornado in the distance, and then looking at these disabled and defeated generals around, I have a heart of dying all night.
There are nearly 100 sword Pavilion elders of Ling Tianjian sect. Most of them don't know whether they are alive or dead. There are only a few left. Even these elders are as weak as gold paper.
The most chilling thing is that judging from the horror of the swarm, the boy with all his hopes is afraid to have died here. Naturally, the origin of the immortal beast is hard to escape. The sword sect paid such a painful price and ended up empty handed...
At the bottom of the canyon in the distance, Xiang Yang walked leisurely along the bottom of the valley. On his forehead, the bloody dragon pattern flickered. Every time he flashed, all the strange insects seemed to encounter the most terrible thing and fled away.
The influence of dragon blood vessels on insects is too great. It is a suppression from nature, and is printed in instinct, even if these insects do not have what kind of wisdom they are *.
Without the support of vitality, they fell hundreds of feet high. The nine turn elders of Ling Tianjian sect didn't have such a terrible body as Xiang Yang. Most of them fell directly into meat mud, and the rest were half dead.
It was sad to see that they lacked arms and legs. Xiang Yang kindly sent them on the road.
The only pity is that I haven't seen the figure without night. I think it's for him to escape.
Lingtian sword sect is worthy of being inferior to Jiuding immortal sect. These jiuzhuan elders are very rich in wealth. Although this is just the case in Xiang Yang's eyes, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small. No matter how much wealth they have, they will always run out. He didn't let go of even a low-level vitality stone.
Now, these insects have become his umbrella. Xiang Yang is not in a hurry. He took a big circle from front to back and searched them all. He almost didn't pick off people's underpants.
He did not find that when he entered the lost fire cave, he knew the sea, and the source fire flashed slightly, as if he was determining and looking for something.
Then, the whole lost fire cave began to stir, and some confused consciousness instinctively reacted...
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"What is this? Why have you never seen it?"
Wu Ye looked at the red tornado rolling towards them not far away. With his nine turn peak divine sense, he could naturally explore the reality of the tornado. It was made of countless insects mixed with red fog. It was very strange.
For thousands of years, the Lingtian sword sect has explored the first three floors of the lost fire cave for more than ten thousand times. Why have they never seen such a strange thing?
However, the vitality of the bug fluctuated very weakly. It should not be a powerful thing. He said hello, and the shuttle magic weapon under his feet gave a scream and continued to move forward.
There was a faint musk floating in the air. The boy should be not far ahead.
As he thought, the insect was really not dangerous. A roll of yellow smoke behind it could kill thousands of people. The friars around him also shot one after another. Just for a moment, everyone was clear.
But there are too many insects. They come from all around and can't be killed.
A moment later, Wu Ye frowned and shouted, "don't worry! Just rush over!"
The monks nodded and rushed forward with their heads covered. After half a column of incense, they felt something wrong. According to their speed, they should have moved forward for decades. Why are there still dense insects next to them?
"Elder, what's going on?"
After a while, a sword Pavilion elder who followed him suddenly screamed. Wuyi looked back and saw that the yellow clouds behind him had been thin, leaving only a faint trace. He quickly pinched the FA Yin, but unexpectedly, the vitality of heaven and earth that had been called had no response.
He was shocked and turned pale. Then, his feet suddenly emptied, and the shuttle magic weapon fell down. Then a friar around him screamed. All the Flying Magic Weapons failed, and everyone fell in a straight line.
After all, they are all friars in the ninth turn period. They all react when they fall tens of feet. They pinch the Dharma formula one by one and want to summon the vitality of heaven and earth. However, as with no night, no matter what kind of five elements, all the vitality of heaven and earth disappeared for no reason.
"Use the power of Yuanying, use the flying sword! Step back!" Wuye shouted and took out a silver long sword first. His blood essence weapon has been smashed by Xiang Yang, but as the supreme elder of Lingtian sword sect, xumijie naturally does not lack good sword weapons.
Nine turn friar, even if he didn't use the power of heaven and earth, he was full of vitality. As soon as the flying sword came out, they immediately stabilized their body, but a moment later, someone screamed again.
"This bug... This bug is weird!"
At this time, everyone was surrounded by numerous red insects, and there were more flying swords under their feet. Before long, the light of those flying swords became dim, and the good magic weapon suddenly became a bottomless hole swallowing vitality. No matter how much vitality they input, it was useless.
"Where on earth is this ghost coming from!" Wuyi's face was dignified, and raising his hand was a fire rain spell. Although he was an earth friar, there was no problem issuing this ordinary fire spell.
Unexpectedly, the fireballs in the air just formed, and soon swayed a few times, turned into a little spark and disappeared. The insects next to the fireball were not hurt at all, and even looked more energetic.
A moment later, all the five element spells were used again and again, and none of them was effective. A group of friars panicked.
At this time, even they were covered with dense insects, and the magic weapons such as armor and robes were dim. The only thing they could do was to shoot the insects directly.
This strange thing is very fragile. It can crush one piece with a slap, but what's the use? There are hundreds of millions of insects around. How many can be killed by two hands?
Everyone felt that their vitality was frantically leaking out. It seemed that countless spells were being released every moment. No matter how strong Yuanying could not support such consumption, he became a little depressed before long.
Soon, a sword Pavilion elder at the beginning of nine turns could no longer support it. As soon as the light of the flying sword at his feet converged, the whole person fell down like a hard stone and soon disappeared into the red fog.
A moment later, a scream came from afar...
Then another...
After a incense stick, with less than ten monks in the later stage of nine turns, he drilled out of the swarm of insects and flew towards the rear like a ghost. When he was more than ten miles away, he turned around and looked at the distance.
"This..." looking at the floating red tornado in the distance, and then looking at these disabled and defeated generals around, I have a heart of dying all night.
There are nearly 100 sword Pavilion elders of Ling Tianjian sect. Most of them don't know whether they are alive or dead. There are only a few left. Even these elders are as weak as gold paper.
The most chilling thing is that judging from the horror of the swarm, the boy with all his hopes is afraid to have died here. Naturally, the origin of the immortal beast is hard to escape. The sword sect paid such a painful price and ended up empty handed...
At the bottom of the canyon in the distance, Xiang Yang walked leisurely along the bottom of the valley. On his forehead, the bloody dragon pattern flickered. Every time he flashed, all the strange insects seemed to encounter the most terrible thing and fled away.
The influence of dragon blood vessels on insects is too great. It is a suppression from nature, and is printed in instinct, even if these insects do not have what kind of wisdom they are *.
Without the support of vitality, they fell hundreds of feet high. The nine turn elders of Ling Tianjian sect didn't have such a terrible body as Xiang Yang. Most of them fell directly into meat mud, and the rest were half dead.
It was sad to see that they lacked arms and legs. Xiang Yang kindly sent them on the road.
The only pity is that I haven't seen the figure without night. I think it's for him to escape.
Lingtian sword sect is worthy of being inferior to Jiuding immortal sect. These jiuzhuan elders are very rich in wealth. Although this is just the case in Xiang Yang's eyes, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small. No matter how much wealth they have, they will always run out. He didn't let go of even a low-level vitality stone.
Now, these insects have become his umbrella. Xiang Yang is not in a hurry. He took a big circle from front to back and searched them all. He almost didn't pick off people's underpants.
He did not find that when he entered the lost fire cave, he knew the sea, and the source fire flashed slightly, as if he was determining and looking for something.
Then, the whole lost fire cave began to stir, and some confused consciousness instinctively reacted...
"What is this? Why have you never seen it?"Wu Ye looked at the red tornado rolling towards them not far away. With his nine turn peak divine sense, he could naturally explore the reality of the tornado. It was made of countless insects mixed with red fog. It was very strange.For thousands of years, the Lingtian sword sect has explored the first three floors of the lost fire cave for more than ten thousand times. Why have they never seen such a strange thing?However, the vitality of the bug fluctuated very weakly. It should not be a powerful thing. He said hello, and the shuttle magic weapon under his feet gave a scream and continued to move forward.There was a faint musk floating in the air. The boy should be not far ahead.As he thought, the insect was really not dangerous. A roll of yellow smoke behind it could kill thousands of people. The friars around him also shot one after another. Just for a moment, everyone was clear.But there are too many insects. They come from all around and can't be killed.A moment later, Wu Ye frowned and shouted, "don't worry! Just rush over!"The monks nodded and rushed forward with their heads covered. After half a column of incense, they felt something wrong. According to their speed, they should have moved forward for decades. Why are there still dense insects next to them?"Elder, what's going on?"After a while, a sword Pavilion elder who followed him suddenly screamed. Wuyi looked back and saw that the yellow clouds behind him had been thin, leaving only a faint trace. He quickly pinched the FA Yin, but unexpectedly, the vitality of heaven and earth that had been called had no response.He was shocked and turned pale. Then, his feet suddenly emptied, and the shuttle magic weapon fell down. Then a friar around him screamed. All the Flying Magic Weapons failed, and everyone fell in a straight line.After all, they are all friars in the ninth turn period. They all react when they fall tens of feet. They pinch the Dharma formula one by one and want to summon the vitality of heaven and earth. However, as with no night, no matter what kind of five elements, all the vitality of heaven and earth disappeared for no reason."Use the power of Yuanying, use the flying sword! Step back!" Wuye shouted and took out a silver long sword first. His blood essence weapon has been smashed by Xiang Yang, but as the supreme elder of Lingtian sword sect, xumijie naturally does not lack good sword weapons.Nine turn friar, even if he didn't use the power of heaven and earth, he was full of vitality. As soon as the flying sword came out, they immediately stabilized their body, but a moment later, someone screamed again."This bug... This bug is weird!"At this time, everyone was surrounded by numerous red insects, and there were more flying swords under their feet. Before long, the light of those flying swords became dim, and the good magic weapon suddenly became a bottomless hole swallowing vitality. No matter how much vitality they input, it was useless."Where on earth is this ghost coming from!" Wuyi's face was dignified, and raising his hand was a fire rain spell. Although he was an earth friar, there was no problem issuing this ordinary fire spell.Unexpectedly, the fireballs in the air just formed, and soon swayed a few times, turned into a little spark and disappeared. The insects next to the fireball were not hurt at all, and even looked more energetic.A moment later, all the five element spells were used again and again, and none of them was effective. A group of friars panicked.At this time, even they were covered with dense insects, and the magic weapons such as armor and robes were dim. The only thing they could do was to shoot the insects directly.This strange thing is very fragile. It can crush one piece with a slap, but what's the use? There are hundreds of millions of insects around. How many can be killed by two hands?Everyone felt that their vitality was frantically leaking out. It seemed that countless spells were being released every moment. No matter how strong Yuanying could not support such consumption, he became a little depressed before long.Soon, a sword Pavilion elder at the beginning of nine turns could no longer support it. As soon as the light of the flying sword at his feet converged, the whole person fell down like a hard stone and soon disappeared into the red fog.A moment later, a scream came from afar...Then another...After a incense stick, with less than ten monks in the later stage of nine turns, he drilled out of the swarm of insects and flew towards the rear like a ghost. When he was more than ten miles away, he turned around and looked at the distance."This..." looking at the floating red tornado in the distance, and then looking at these disabled and defeated generals around, I have a heart of dying all night.There are nearly 100 sword Pavilion elders of Ling Tianjian sect. Most of them don't know whether they are alive or dead. There are only a few left. Even these elders are as weak as gold paper.The most chilling thing is that judging from the horror of the swarm, the boy with all his hopes is afraid to have died here. Naturally, the origin of the immortal beast is hard to escape. The sword sect paid such a painful price and ended up empty handed...At the bottom of the canyon in the distance, Xiang Yang walked leisurely along the bottom of the valley. On his forehead, the bloody dragon pattern flickered. Every time he flashed, all the strange insects seemed to encounter the most terrible thing and fled away.The influence of dragon blood vessels on insects is too great. It is a suppression from nature, and is printed in instinct, even if these insects do not have what kind of wisdom they are *.Without the support of vitality, they fell hundreds of feet high. The nine turn elders of Ling Tianjian sect didn't have such a terrible body as Xiang Yang. Most of them fell directly into meat mud, and the rest were half dead.It was sad to see that they lacked arms and legs. Xiang Yang kindly sent them on the road.The only pity is that I haven't seen the figure without night. I think it's for him to escape.Lingtian sword sect is worthy of being inferior to Jiuding immortal sect. These jiuzhuan elders are very rich in wealth. Although this is just the case in Xiang Yang's eyes, mosquitoes are meat no matter how small. No matter how much wealth they have, they will always run out. He didn't let go of even a low-level vitality stone.Now, these insects have become his umbrella. Xiang Yang is not in a hurry. He took a big circle from front to back and searched them all. He almost didn't pick off people's underpants.He did not find that when he entered the lost fire cave, he knew the sea, and the source fire flashed slightly, as if he was determining and looking for something.Then, the whole lost fire cave began to stir, and some confused consciousness instinctively reacted...
